Monday, July 21, 2008
2 x 2
Two happy soccer mom blondes.
Two orange clowns competing with the dancing chicken for coin at the traveling fair in Tallahassee.
One “that guy” dude in the background whom no one ever notices and lives in the periphery of the collective unconscious.
I’d add ’em up but I’m so damaged by that aqua blue collar pop that I’m about to head into room 101 and loudly proclaim that 2+2=5.
